How to Train Your Dragon Fairy

Guess who's back, back again

A.N.: I added a video which features the fairy I based Cristina on. You'll see shots of her at 16:45/46, 18:08/9, and 18:15-18.

28 days later...

Their day kept getting weirder. First they had to make a pit stop because the engines were 'funky', then their pit stop turned out to be a swamp planet crawling with dragons, next their spaceship was blasted out of the sky by rainbow fireworks and now fairies were fluttering around their spaceship, which miraculously hadn't crashed. What was next? Being attacked by sentient flesh-eating plants?

Roderick Neville pushed himself up from the window he had crashed into. He could still see the condensation spots where his face had smacked against the glass. Then he noticed Curtis, his twin brother, leaning against the floor – now serving as a wall seeing as their spaceship was tilted over – and cupping his nose.

"Auw, my nose!" he groaned in pain as if a venomous snake had bitten him. Apparently Curtis' nose had suffered most of the blow against the window. Roderick crawled over to his brother, pushed away his cupped hands, and looked at his nose. It was just fine.

"Dude, seriously, your nose looks exactly the same! You're whining here like it's broken or something."

"Are you sure it's not hurt? It feels like it's hurt. Can you get internal bleeding in your nose?" Curtis started hyperventilating at the thought of internal bleeding, especially in his nose, a key aspect of his ridiculously good-looking face.

Roderick sighed. "It's fine, Curtis. Chill out!"

"You're not taking me seriously, are you? Bro, our faces are our livelihood, you should worry more!" Nothing was closer to the truth. Few members of their reality TV show audience really cared about anything they were doing as long as they could stare at The Neville Devils' faces. But the sun of Solaria would freeze over before Curtis could tempt Roderick to such vain thoughts.

"You know what, bro? Now that you mention it, your nose is starting to look awfully purple."

"PURPLE?!" Curtis shrieked clasping his hands around his nose. Roderick rolled his eyes and climbed to the sliding doors that opened up to the cockpit. In there, he found the pilot, copilot, and the twins' manager Benny Purcell staring out the front window. When he tracked their gaze, he discovered what they were staring at: a fairy.

He couldn't blame the older men, though; the fairy, vehemently sending gold waves of shining rings at the spaceship in an effort to keep it afloat, fluttered mesmerizingly in the air. Her sparkling fairy costume consisted of a yellow and green shoulder top, yellow minishorts, yellow ankle boots, and a green sash across her belly. Green tube ties tied her long, brown hair in two pigtails, which waved in the wind stirred up by the spaceship. Aside from being powder blue, Roderick couldn't tell much about her wings since they were beating together at the speed of a humming bird.

What he could tell, however, was that his gaze was locked on the green sash that ran diagonally across the fairy's naked belly. He couldn't help it; his male teenage instincts didn't allow him to look anywhere else. It was just something that happened. Even though he usually treated girls with respect, he couldn't control his 16-year-old hormones.

Then Curtis, still cupping his perfectly okay nose, stumbled into the cockpit. "Has anyone noticed the vines wrapping around the ship?"

"Vines?" the other males exclaimed. They hurried out the cockpit while Curtis couldn't help but stare at the fairy above him and have his eyes wander to her belly. She even distracted him enough to let go of his 'injured' nose and he went as far as to run his fingers through his caramel brown hair and wink at the young fairy. Although the Neville brothers were equally astonishingly handsome (Duh, they were twins), only Curtis was shallow enough to consider himself as the Great Dragon's gift to women.

Back in the twins' lounge, Roderick, the pilot, the copilot, and Benny Purcell were looking out the windows. As Curtis had said, vines with large thorns were wrapping around the spaceship. Another fairy seemed to be controlling the stalks as green particles emitted from her hands and descended into the marsh ground from which the vines grew.

This fairy appeared to be of Asian descent and wore her ginger hair in pigtails just like the one sending gravitational waves at the ship. However, her glittery outfit was made up of a white school girl shirt, a dark blue miniskirt, white gloves, knee-high pink boots, and pink bows on her chest and lower back. Because of their rapid fluttering, Roderick again could only tell the Asian fairy had a short, yellow top set of wings and a long, blue lower set.

Though the slow, live stalks scared the living daylights out of Roderick, it became clear to him the fairy had used them to stabilize the spaceship when it tilted back to its normal angle. It felt awkward walking back on the floor after being angled that way, though. Roderick looked out the window again and saw two more fairies fluttering next to the Asian one, who controlled the vines.

One of those two, a blue-haired girl, flew towards him and pointed to the ship's door. At first, Roderick didn't understand why she was pointing to it until it hit him that the fairies were trying to get them out of the spaceship. He checked the door's control panel, but it was fried because of the fireworks that had blasted near the window. He looked back outside and shook his head to the fairy.

The other fairy beside the Asian one yelled something to the blue-haired one in front of him, which made her cringe, turn around, and glare at the one who yelled. Then she disappeared behind the door. As Roderick pressed his face against the window in an attempt to see what the fairy was doing, he could tell she wore a sparkly indigo beret on top of her blackish blue hair. The rest of her twinkling fairy clothes included a tulip-shaped, indigo miniskirt atop pink minishorts, a pink cropped halter top, and knee-high pink boots. Once more Roderick only noticed her fluttering wings were bright blue.

"What is she doing?" he mumbled against the glass.

"What do you think she's doing, genius? Opening the door, duh!" Curtis replied bluntly. Roderick turned to his twin and scowled while Curtis joined him at the window. "What if they're cannibals and they're only saving us, so they can cook a hearty broth from our bones?" he wondered aloud.

"Ooh, get it on camera!" Benny Purcell blurted, seeing an opportunity for a new hit on the boys' reality show. The twins turned to him and looked at him as if he had just morphed into a green rhino in a white leotard. "I mean, be careful!"

Curtis peered at Roderick with a look only his twin could decipher as: "Why did we hire this guy again?" The teenage reality stars squished their faces against the window again to catch a glimpse of what the blue-haired fairy was doing.

"Why would they be cannibals?" Roderick retraced their conversation.

His brother shrugged, "You hear these stories about natives of distant, hostile planets capturing and devouring foreigners...I figured maybe these girls were starving and looking forward to a hot piece of ass."

Despite the tastelessness of that joke, Roderick snorted. "Have you ever heard of cannibalistic fairies?"

"No, but if everyone that came here was eaten, how could we really be sure?"

Even though he should've dismissed his brother's theory as poppycock and nonsense, a small part of him feared for his life if Curtis was actually right. They were on a distant, hostile planet with dragons. Who knows to what means natives are driven in those extreme circumstances? The fact that they were fairies didn't guarantee that they were trying to save them. Maybe they were the lookouts for fresh meat?

Roderick was torn from his thoughts when the spaceship's door burst open in a drizzle of rainbow sparkles. He and Curtis were flung back to the cockpit from the blast and they hit their heads. This caused Roderick's vision and balance to spin out of control and in that sensory confusion, one of the fairies landed inside their ship. Both Neville twins felt their hearts skip a beat at the thought of cannibalistic fairies as a girl in a shell-bikini stepped closer.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," the black-haired fairy squealed excitedly, "it's The Neville Devils!"